November 18, 2015

The Gap

(This post is going to have a kind of hypertext feel to it, with two different versions overlaid, one on top of the other, due to the length of time I took writing it.)

I’ve I had been trying to post every couple of days, and see if I can keep up the pace. I missed a day when I went out of town for the weekend, and another day over Halloween weekend, and this week it’s been four eight days since my last post instead of two (and as I’m writing this, I’m not certain I’ll actually finish it today).

I think it was two years ago that I posted about the fact that this is probably the busiest time of year for me, or at least it feels that way. (“This” meaning October/November, when I started writing this. November/December is the busiest time of year for a lot of women, I think. This is the time when magazines that encourage women to put a lot of effort into things, the rest of the year, start chiding their readers for trying too hard.) At my daughter’s school and elsewhere, the October and November calendars are full of school activities, at night and on weekends, with volunteer opportunities (which too often I remember after the deadlines have passed), for Halloween parties, fall festivals, holiday dinners for the needy. There are holidays and birthdays to get ready for, seasonal clothes shopping to do, last year’s clothes to try on. This year there were broken household appliances and a badly sprained ankle, and physical therapy to be done. The hours when my daughter’s at school pass surprisingly quickly, and what kind of things it’s possible to get done after school, when she’s at home, vary from day to day.

So I knew this was the time when that posting schedule would most likely break down, if it would. And as time goes on, I start wanting to do something that will take longer to write, and would have to be balanced with banging out three or four five-hundred page word posts a week, to maintain that pace. But hopefully I will have more again soon . . .